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NEW Screenplays
Reviewed by Rosa Re/lly
C[ J^oah Beery is mag' nificent in 'Hell-Ship Bronson,' a grand and salty tale of
■ the sea.
HELL-SHIP BRONSON
ONCE before I told you that the villains of the screen are walking away with the hero parts and sure enough here comes Noah Beery. Middleaged, villainous, and all, Beery steps out with a sex appeal that's apt to turn a couple of thousand sixteenyear-olds into sophisticated women of the world over night. For that's what happens when you fall for one of these bold men of the screen.
It's a tale of the sea, and a grand salty atmosphere it has. It's a tale, too, of a lost son, a lonely mother and a misunderstood heroine. But the sea and the son and the women are only details. Beery is the whole picture, and he is magnificent.
Mrs. Wallace Reid plays the part of the lonely mother well. But she was cast by fate for tragedy. There's a tragic look in her eyes that's not acting. That tragedy was sealed in those eyes years ago.
Hell-Ship Bronson was the best picture I saw this month. And the most satisfying. It made me proud to call Noah Beery a countryman. For .in this picture he touches moments of genius — real and rare.
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF 9413
So many times we hear that hackneyed statement, 'The moving picture industry is just in its infancy,' without realizing at all what it means. But when you see the new short film, The Life and Death of 9413, a Hollywood extra, you'll realize that the potentialities of moving pictures haven't even been tapped.
When Richard Wagner produced his first opera, people left the opera house with a feeling of puzzled wonderment; they couldn't grasp the stupendous movements
which he had opened to their ears. The writer felt somewhat that way when she saw this new movie. For it was handled so startlingly, so sweepingly, so very impressionistically.
Every boy or girl who cherishes the desire to become a picture player should see this fantastic film. It deals with the soul of a man who is trying to become a screen star, rather than with his body. He comes to Hollywood with a letter of introduction addressed to 'Mr. Almighty.1 He is given a place as an extra, and on his forehead a number is branded, 9413. And then the old grind takes up, 'No casting today.' No casting today.' These three words motivate his whole life. They get mixed up with his dreams. His dreams of being a star. Of being a success. They follow him to the very gates of Heaven. He climbs up steps. Only to find himself — like the frog who jumped four feet and fell back six feet — lower than where he started.
This picture, which is said to have cost only $97.50, is a tremendous experiment. Go to see it. Dream of your own future, and dream of the future of pictures. Both are unlimited.
VIOLETTE IMPERIALE
Here's your new friend Raquel Meller in a nice maudlin drama about Empress Eugenie and the sewers of Paris.
According to our recollection, the Empress Eugenie was the wife of Napoleon the third. After the great upheaval of 1870 she went to reside in England until her death. But for film purposes — what does it matter? Sufficient to say, the Empress was about to be assassinated, according to the picture, and her body disposed of in the sewers of Paris! Wholesome ideas those foreigners get!
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